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Missing Those You've Lost I was incognito yesterday for it would've been my beloveds 62nd Birthday. My sons and I are still reeling from his death. I find it hard to believe sometimes. Last night I dreamt about him and another. That's old news now. I thought I needed someone and I don't. I'm happy with my life. I'm happy with my son's. Why complicate things right. Then the dream turned into a nightmare. I woke up he wasn't there to comfort me. What it comes down to I will love only him. My April Birth Flower You had a soft loving side which is Daisy. But, you can’t deny that you had a thorny side. You love roses cultivating and pruning them. Your greatest pleasure crossbred new breeds. My love, your innocence was so pure. Brilliant yellow roses that turned pure white overnight. They were the centerpiece of your rose garden. Neighbors gathered near and far seeking out the beauteous blossoms scents Sometimes you gave tours of your rose beds. You beamed as you described each rose's origins. You didn't want flowers in your wake. Please, you said, "to give it Please, you said, "to give it to the regional EMS." Foremost, you were a Paramedic, then your rose gardens and then family. God acted through you to share your expertise. As a Paramedic and an amateur gardener. April you were born Daisy was your birth flower. But, the roses were your passion. You were the thorns to shield your loved ones. I was the blossom that coalesced about each other. Our sons are the roots holding us securely anchored. Innerlight |
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